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food for thought this friday: international quidditch star/captain/seeker hjp ;)
are they even drarry if they don’t beat the shit out of each other early on
art inspired by smol harry and draco after their squabble in When We Were Angels, Chapter 2 by @soliblomst ♥︎
they better accept each other's invitation, right? | also on ao3.
a little offering after being inactive for some time. happy new year, everyone!
Thought I’d post this Harry separately. No. You cannot tell how fond I am of isn’t a kingdom Harry by @garagepaperback.
Glue your eyes on the screen (like me) when you check out my (precious!) fairy-dusted ficbind collab with the multi-talented and amazing @phoenixortheflame here.
wanted to paint this neater but resorted to feels™️ and hopefully i did a nice job putting all the energy of this lobster slander scene + what @mintawasalreadytaken described as #Harry sturdier than an oak tree you can’t stop fantasizing about calling Daddy (ngl i saw the tag/s i clicked with lightning speed)
Thought I’d post this Harry separately. No. You cannot tell how fond I am of isn’t a kingdom Harry by @garagepaperback.
Glue your eyes on the screen (like me) when you check out my (precious!) fairy-dusted ficbind collab with the multi-talented and amazing @phoenixortheflame here.
wanted to paint this neater but resorted to feels™️ and hopefully i did a nice job putting all the energy of this lobster slander scene + what @mintawasalreadytaken described as #Harry sturdier than an oak tree you can’t stop fantasizing about calling Daddy (ngl i saw the tag/s i clicked with lightning speed)
Reblogging with the dust jacket & endpaper artworks for this ficbind collab ♡
Phoenix, this has been a cotton-candy dream. Thank you for banging on my door so I could do my first ficbind collab with you. Brainstorming on discord and over our mood board is one thing but seeing it in completion is another level of sparkling-eye emojis.
This is me returning to the comment section and hitting a thousand kudos/screaming all my bookmarked excerpts back at you, @garagepaperback.
PS. @phoenixortheflame bts process, yes!! incoherent feels over the fic and ‘hmm, okay draco’s hair has a part as a spoiler alert.
Bound: isn't a kingdom by @garagepaperback
Dust jacket and end paper art by: @kk1smet Typeset and bound by: me, @phoenixortheflame.
“Pride must suffer pain.” - Hans Christian Andersen A fairytale retelling featuring: barnacles, pine trees and coarse beaches in Maine, a heart-attack, hair-pulling, fireworks, and loving someone whether or not it's enough, whether or not there's a real chance to.
When I first read isn't a kingdom, it was still anon as part of this year's HD Hurt/Comfort Fest, but I knew - I just knew - it was the work of Silly Goose Supreme @garagepaperback, and the next thing I knew I was banging on her front door (DMs) to scream about the puddle - ney, salty tide pool - she hath reduced me to.
At the same time, I was banging on @kk1smet's door, because while I had already decided I was going to bind the fic, getting an artist to collab with me on the project would be not only a super fun way to spend my time, but also be the thing to make garage fully lose her mind.
Two months later, and garage has finally received her copy of the bound fic (!!!!!!!).
A few details on the bind:
This was my first time doing a lot of things, like using colour in the typeset, gold foiling, and hand-sewing the end bands (shout out to @maleekamolscreates for holding my hand through the latter).
I'm really happy with the final bind - and how everything came together so beautifully. I might share a bit of the BTS of the collaborative process between @kk1smet and me, if that's something y'all would be interested in. It was really fun and energizing to jam on this with someone, and I could not have asked for a better collaborator. Thank you, K!
“Praise for” quotes from: @mintawasalreadytaken @vukovich @ghaniblue @kamaela @mallstars
Posted a new chapter on my Drarry artwork collection! | View full update here.
Every month (or every other month, really), I draw some drarry microcreations based on discord prompts here. This month's theme is epistolary, where you’ll find some prissy Draco, a three-day stubbled Harry, and an owl named Wuzz.
New drarry fanart/schedule of updates in my archive will vary because yours truly rolls like a tumbleweed
Since when had his name become a soft prayer on Draco’s lips?
Potter? Potter! Bloody fuc—
WIP Snip!
Tagged by @kamaela and @edieblakewrites who shared scrumptious snips and I ask you to scream at me when you publish them thank you very much. Kamaela, I think it’s only fair to share something in the same line to your wip, no? 😌
Okay I wanted to tag various mutuals this time so I used a random number generator, picked its corresponding alphabet and the first name to appear from that. I'd love to see/read your wips (but no pressure!) @dewitty1 @kyuini @notti-bianche @xanthippe74 @faiell + ofc @soliblomst ♡
To Be Punished (M, 1k)
Fic by me
I wrote a fic for a discord challenge: Outsider POV. Read below or on AO3
Tags:
POV Outsider, Major Character Death, Draco Malfoy in Azkaban, Angst and Tragedy, Hallucinations, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Hurt/Comfort, Auror Harry Potter, Sad Ending
Summary:
An Azkaban guard bears witness to Draco and Harry and all that stands between them.
***
Inmate #227: D. Malfoy. High Risk. 24-hour guard. No visitors.
Don’t interact with the inmate. That was one of the first things she’d been told during training. She was to stand guard, silent and alert. She was not to engage.
—
“What the fuck did you do that for?” Harry Potter spat. He was angrier than she’d ever seen him in the papers.
He wasn’t a visitor. He was here on ‘official Auror business.’
Malfoy lay in his cot, staring at the ceiling. He’d been that way since he’d arrived, straight from his trial. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Don’t play dumb. I was there!” The wards stretching between them shuddered.
“I’m not sure why you’re asking me about it, then.”
“I want to know why. We had a plan. You didn’t just stray from it, you blew it up. With wandless fucking magic!”
Malfoy sat up, turned. “They insulted her! You know how I—I couldn’t control it.”
“They’re gonna use this to jack up your sentence. All that work we did—”
—
Malfoy’s sentencing hearing lasted no more than 15 minutes. Two Aurors escorted him back to his cell. Harry Potter, pale and unsteady, wasn’t far behind.
“Draco, I—”
“Twenty years,” Malfoy said. His voice shook.
“It’s okay, I’m going to fix this. I’m gonna get Hermione and I—we’re gonna fix this.”
Malfoy laughed. “You’re an idiot, Potter.”
—
Harry Potter visited every few weeks. Today, he vibrated with fevered enthusiasm. She watched his steps as he paced in front of the cell.
“There’s heaps of evidence of corruption, not just in the Wizengamot. With the right angle, Hermione thinks we can build a really strong case. Maybe—Draco, are you listening to me?”
“No.”
—
“No luck?” Malfoy was leaning against the wall, picking his nails. He seemed unconcerned, but she knew better. He’d paced in his cell right up to the minute Harry had stepped through the door.
“I don't know why you're so smug about it.”
“Even the Boy Who Lived can't save the poor teenage Death Eater.”
Harry ran the toe of his boot along the stone floor.
“Twenty years Draco. I'm not sure I can—”
“I'm not asking you to.”
—
“I dreamt about that night on the rooftop, when we—”
“Oh.” A small private smile flickered across Harry’s face.
She started to wonder if it really was Auror business he was here for.
“I think you should stop coming by, Harry.”
—
It had been a few months, but Harry came back. It seemed he couldn’t keep away.
Draco’s voice was sharp. “What are you doing here, I told them I didn't want—”
“I paid off the guards.”
A scoff. “Of course.”
Harry stepped closer to the barrier. “You look—have you been sleeping?”
Draco laughed, shifting his gaze to her as if they shared an inside joke.
—
“They agreed to a hearing,” Harry exclaimed.
She hadn’t seen Draco get out of his cot for 72 hours. Today was no exception.
“Well, aren't you pleased?” Harry prompted.
“I have no feelings about it one way or another.”
—
“I saw Mother last night.” Draco’s eyes were puffy. Her colleague had said he’d been crying all night.
“Oh.”
“This place, Harry. I need to get out.”
Harry tugged his maroon robes.
“I'm so sorry. They upheld the decision.”
Draco put his head in his hands.
—
“I saw Mother again. He was there, too.”
“I'm sorry. Let's talk about something happy.”
“Happy?”
“Christmas. At The Manor? You remember, we tried to make gingerbread?”
A soft chuckle, “Oh yes, that was…”
—
“I can’t stop the dreams. I could never—the only time they stopped was when we—”
“I know,” Harry rested his forehead against the barrier. “Gods, I wish I could hold you.”
The dementors were gone, but the infection they’d left behind was vicious. She wondered if she should log an incident report. Nightmares were an early sign.
—
Draco had been pacing and muttering for hours before Harry arrived.
“Draco.”
“I’ve still got that twelve inch charms essay to finish.”
“Draco, it’s me. Harry.”
Draco kept pacing.
“Will you look at me?”
Draco did. “I miss you.”
—
“Mother visited last night,”
“Oh really?”
“She says hello.”
“Well, that’s nice of her.”
—
“Harry, I keep seeing him. I keep—I don’t want to go back there.”
“I know.”
“I’m scared.”
“I know. It’s okay. I’m gonna fix this.”
She felt it was rather unfair of Harry to give him false hope.
—
“We’re going to keep trying, I’m not giving up.”
“It’s okay, Harry.”
A strangled sound. “No. Don’t—”
“At least we got those months. That’s more than I ever…” Draco pressed a hand against the barrier, and the gesture seemed like a declaration.
“Don’t,” Harry whispered, a plea.
—
“I wish we’d had more time,” Harry said.
Draco laughed.
“Draco, what are you—”
“They took away my bedframe. I have no sheets.” He kept laughing.
—
Draco’s hair was matted. He’s been refusing to shower.
“Potter, what are you doing? You can't be here.”
“Draco—”
“He’ll be here any second. My Aunt, she called him—”
“We’re not at—”
“No! Harry, you have to get out. You have to win. Please. Go.”
“Okay, Draco. I’ll go.”
Harry hadn’t let her see him cry, until then.
—
“Harry.” Draco sat pressed right up against Harry, touching, if not for the magic weaved between them. “I’m not sure I can keep doing this.”
“I know.” Harry’s voice was small, kind. “I won’t ask you to.”
“In a different life, do you think—” Draco’s face crumpled. She had to look away.
Harry rubbed his eyes repeatedly. “Yes, love. In any life.”
—
He wasn’t a next-of-kin, nor a registered visitor, so he hadn't been notified.
He arrived as usual, glasses askew.
She hadn’t been trained for this.
“Mr. Potter.”
“Where is he? Have you moved him?”
She shook her head. “I’m sorry.”
His green eyes dulled as he collapsed onto the floor. She wondered then, as the hero’s sobs rent the air, who this place punished more.
Cut From The Sky gift, for @mallstars 🩵
This lives rent-free in my head. I've had such joy creating this for you and for the work that means so many things for me. Thank you for sharing CFTS with us!
Check this out on ao3, and also highly recommend this gorgeous podfic by cailyn! This piece is also inspired by the gorgeous works of sunny, phanta, ree and amomorii!
and of course i drew my favorite (legend) scene below:
Oops. Smut? Full art here.
Also inviting you to check out the new entries on the Drarry Creative Collective Microcreation! This month’s brilliant prompt (and even more brilliant entries from others) is seven deadly sins.
oh, he pines.
harry james potter, auror trainee. draco malfoy, senior auror instructor.
just another dream.
After all, it’s only dream Potter who calls him by his name.
Beauxbatons & Wizarding UK’s pride
Had the loveliest time brainstorming this with @soliblomst. We’ve seen a lot of beaux!Draco artworks, and we thought it’s time for a Harry. My main concern when I was sketching him was the blue color, but it worked so well and our boy nailed it. Zoom in for the details!
Check out the banner here // Read Je te reverrai here and see more of this au 🩵
“Sometimes I think back to my twenty-fourth birthday, when you asked me to make a wish. It was the first time in my life I didn't make a wish for myself; I made it for you.” The Boy From The Piano Shop by @soliblomst
je suis heureux de vous connaître. je trouve ton âme belle ♡
did the boy live?
i blame this song and @heyjude19-writing ‘s prompt: disappear
@thegables i snorted and giggled. I’ve always wanted to draw something like that with drarry ever since I saw this so here ya go folks ;)
Working with danger is one thing, but did you really have to marry one too?
Made this for DCC's May Microcreation with the theme Hidden Identities. Check out the collection to view more fantastic works, and to see the full artwork for this one! ♥︎
Working with danger is one thing, but did you really have to marry one too?
Made this for DCC's May Microcreation with the theme Hidden Identities. Check out the collection to view more fantastic works, and to see the full artwork for this one! ♥︎
Monday Snippet
It’s Thursday here, woops. Tagged by @basiatlu, @valoale, and @littlewinnow, who gave us glimpses of so many goodies with their distinctive art!!
I’m sharing these two wips which are part of something. No pressure tag to @artmistersealy @itsphantasmagoria @soliblomst @gotoemopunk and @faiell whose works I also admire greatly, and to anyone who wants to join in. ♥︎
Who we are in the shadows by @quicksilvermaid
It’s an understatement to say I love this story. I’m on my knees. My heart on my throat. So I just spilled everything through art.
Note: There’s a bit of blood and wound on the second artwork, so please click/view upon your own discretion.
Above all, boop thy enemy
Seven years after the break-up.
My love letter to Modern Love by @tackytigerfic.
See the full art on AO3.
I don't usually dabble with colors or lineart (terrible at both, and I love the feel of semi-realism and greyscale), but with this piece, I knew I had to at least try.
I drew our beloved Harry James Potter in various ages, with food! I always love it when he’s cooking or eating in fics.
Note: Third art is from my headcanon where they played pocky game (of course it was Draco who suggested it).
Inspired by none other than lqtraintracks’ Ten Thousand Reasons Why Not
“That alright?” line keeps repeating in my head. Help. I knew I had to project all the internal combustion into art when I read it last night. Consent. Is. So. Sexy.